Mar/090
My rate is 250 dollars worth of attention an hour, 50 more if you book after 5pm
I'm putting together my SXSW panel finally. I came to the realization that just downloading Keynote and having some notes in my journal were not going to present themselves, so I started typing a few things up. It is still a mess, but there is still time to clean it up. Keynote is so much more beautiful than Power Point there is no comparison.
But it got me thinking about the term "Attention Whore" and how that is the worst thing anyone can be called online, especially for women. It is usually the argument people give when they get upset over something someone said on a blog or online community. I can recite the litany because I've heard it so many times now:
"You are still upset people didn't love you in high school"
"Your father/mom/grandparents neglected you"
Go to any online community and they will all be there. Like admitting you like it when people pay attention to you is the worst thing in the world. I guess we are all supposed to put our heads down and write quietly and wait patiently for the hot guy to ask us out at the Comment Prom.
When I was keeping online journals in high school, I totally did it for the attention: I went to a high school full of idiots and I liked being able to meet people from around the country who were into the same stuff as me and it was always nice to hear your stuff was being read and enjoyed. So, it's a combination of feeding the ego and feeding the soul via a community.
A complicated answer to a complicated question (why post so much of your life online?). Fancy that, peanut gallery.
Today's soundtrack is my Pandora station, which means I get to enjoy lots of Junior Boys, which for some reason, I always forget when I am acquiring music. The song "Birthday" is my favorite song today and makes me want to make a music video (which is the same for every song I've ever listened to):
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